I am Kamen Rider who reverses dimensions

At this moment, the girl playing with the mud held up her clay sculpture for Hua to see, and said in a particularly proud tone:

"Ta-da! Here's the figure you made."

Figurines?

In this scene with its distinctly ancient Chinese style, the sudden appearance of such a modern term was quite unexpected. He subconsciously looked over and silently compared the figure's rather impressive chest with Hua's. How should I put it, girl, are you really not being sarcastic?

"Ah."

However, Hua's reaction was indifferent, seemingly not quite understanding why the girl wanted to do this for her. Seeing this, the girl said unhappily:

"Don't look down on figurines. This is a masterpiece made by me, Danzhu... Never mind, I'll explain the ins and outs to you after it's finished."

'Buzz~~~'

At that moment, accompanied by a familiar voice, Yuanxiang left the image space. Perhaps due to the seal, the feather did not show any signs of dissipation like the previous one.

Yuanxiang frowned, seriously recalling what he had just seen. Compared to the martial arts girl he had first seen, the 'Red Kite' was obviously much more mature and seemed quite ruthless. So, was it really the same person? If it was, what had she been through?

So many questions have suddenly popped up. Let's keep looking. The clues we have right now are simply not enough to answer these questions.

Gengo's curiosity as a detective was immediately piqued by the feather, and he continued his adventure to find more feathers. Soon, another strange reaction occurred. When he found a new feather, he discovered that it was already showing signs of disintegration. Gengo quickly grabbed it and stabilized it.

Of course, this also led to the entry into a new image space.

This time, it was in an antique-style room. The girl named 'Hua' was dressed in men's ancient clothing and sitting in a chair, flipping through a book. Beside her hung a portrait with flying birds and a 'Red Kite' figurine made by Danzhu. However, Yuanxiang did not see the Cangxuan and Danzhu sisters here.

'Buzz....'

So fast this time?

While still in a daze, Gengo returned to reality. He began to have some doubts in his mind, because the main character of all the feathers he had collected was that 'Hua'. This gave him a bad feeling. However, in order to verify this, Gengo needed to conduct experiments with other feathers.

Yuanxiang continued walking forward, but this time he walked for quite a while without finding any new feathers. After he emerged from the woods, Yuanxiang raised an eyebrow and a Taoist temple appeared before him. Curious, he walked over to check if anyone was there, only to find that the temple was covered in marks of time, clearly indicating that no one had been there for a long time. Yuanxiang carefully pushed open the gate and walked forward, only to be surprised to find that the decorations inside were extremely similar to what he had just seen in the image space.

What I'm seeing... could it be the past of the owner of this Taoist temple...?

Gensou smacked his lips with a slightly subtle expression, a sense of guilt welling up inside him as if he were prying into someone else's secret. Although the owner of the Taoist temple was no longer there, the boy standing there still felt uneasy. He picked up 'Cyclone' and summoned wind to clear the dust from the room, wanting to clean it up. But as the wind blew up the dust, it also caused feathers on the beams to slowly drift down and land on Gensou's head.

Are they sealed feathers?

Upon realizing this, Gensou took the feather off. After pursing his lips and struggling with the decision for a while, he sincerely apologized to the chair where Hua was sitting. Then he put the feather in his left hand. He just wanted to figure out how the seal on the feather had been broken.

After placing it in, Gensou carefully observed the feather, sensing the changes within it. He then discovered that the other two feathers already placed inside seemed to resonate with the sealed feather in some way. Through the near-perfect medium of 'blankness,' the sealed feather naturally broke free of its restraints and returned to its original form. Of course, this was mainly because the seal itself was not very secure, which led to this phenomenon.

When Yuanxiang realized this and hurriedly tried to take out the unsealed feather, he was a little too slow and entered the image space again. Before entering, he noticed that the light emitted by the new feather was much, much brighter.

"call!"

"call!"

"Boom!"

In the image space, still in the Taoist temple, the girl named Hua is practicing her boxing in front of the temple. Compared to the boxing style she first saw, her current skills give people a feeling of naturalness. Moreover, with every move she makes, there is a strange 'qi' flowing with her movements. It seems gentle and peaceful, but Yuanxiang feels that if she wants to, she can unleash a murderous aura.

Um... I'll serve you tea after we leave. I hope you can understand.

Gensho bowed respectfully to the girl who was practicing boxing, and then tried to imitate her movements. Although he didn't know the girl's identity, Gensho could tell from her boxing skills that she was an expert. He thought that he could learn something new from her Tai Chi-like moves. However, it was a pity that he couldn't have a real sparring match with her. Otherwise, he could learn faster and more.

As the sun continued to rise, the girl finished her morning tai chi practice, turned around and went back to the Taoist temple. She took out white steamed buns and pickled vegetables from the jar, ate quietly, then took out a book and started reading. After a while, she sat cross-legged in front of the door, sometimes meditating, sometimes staring blankly at the scenery outside. She stayed there silently until the afternoon. Then she stood up, stretched her body, and continued practicing tai chi. After finishing her practice, she ate, cleaned up, and then sat at the door again, looking at the sky. She watched the stars twinkling and adorning the night. Amid the chirping of insects, the girl was so lonely, but if one wanted to sympathize with her, one would find that her back exuded an indomitable tenacity, as if she wanted to shoulder the entire sky alone.

Although they could not communicate, Yuanxiang still sat beside her, his eyes filled with a sense of vicissitude as he looked at the quiet girl.

When it was time to sleep, the girl returned to her room, didn't turn on the lamp, and fell asleep fully clothed. Her calm face seemed to silently show that she had completely gotten used to this kind of life.

I have a feeling this person has been through a lot of incredible things.

Gengo pressed down on his hat with a sigh, waiting for this image space to eject him. But in the next second, everything changed. The moment the girl fell asleep, the surrounding scenery suddenly became chaotic. Gengo, who was in the middle of it, vaguely heard strange syllables, but before he could hear them clearly, the chaos suddenly parted, and bright sunlight replaced the veil of moonlight. The girl on the bed trembled slightly and woke up peacefully from her dream.

Wait, isn't it over yet?

Gensou blinked in surprise, recalling the bright light he had seen before entering. The boy had a bad feeling. Then, day after day, Gensou accompanied the untouchable girl in this image space. He tried to leave, but found himself powerless. After thinking it over, he could only attribute the problem to the 'blankness' of the medium.

After realizing this, Yuanxiang had no choice but to stay there obediently. His mood changed from subtle at first, to boredom and irritability day after day, to finally a helpless calm. In other words, he indirectly learned how to calm his mind, so that he could be single-minded and empty himself at any time outside of battle.

Yeah, I've been here for more than half a year now...

Gensho sat at the entrance, imitating Hua by looking at the sky. After seeing the girl's clothes hanging outside to dry one day, Gensho never stepped into the temple again to avoid seeing anything too disrespectful. When he couldn't sit still, he would close his eyes and imagine a powerful enemy in front of him, thus practicing his martial arts.

As for the set of punches that Hua practices every day, although Gensou has learned the moves, he always feels that he has only learned some superficial forms. He has not yet come into contact with the inner skills. In layman's terms, it depends on his own comprehension.

'Step...step...'

Just then, Hua's footsteps came from the woods. She was carrying food, which she didn't know if she had bought it at the market or picked it herself in the mountains, when she returned to the Taoist temple. Due to the limitations of the image space, Yuanxiang could not leave the area of ​​the Taoist temple, so he was always envious whenever Hua went out. However, Hua rarely went out.

"Hmm... Is it time again?"

The girl's sudden words startled Gengo, who almost thought he was hallucinating. Gengo hurriedly looked into the room and saw that fiery red power appeared in Hua's hand. Then she closed her eyes, touched her forehead, and pulled outward. A fiery red feather appeared in her hand, which she casually tossed out. In that instant, Gengo was suddenly ejected from the image space.

Although Gensou had spent more than half a year inside the feather, in reality, it was only a few breaths. Gensou, feeling a little uncomfortable, rubbed his head and muttered a rhyme to himself to make sure his language skills hadn't been affected. Then, he looked at the feather in his hand with a complicated expression.

Although there was no more concrete evidence, as a professional amnesiac, Gengo felt an unusual familiarity and warmth towards the slight confusion that flashed in the girl's eyes when she pulled out the feather. Therefore, he was certain that the girl named 'Hua' was actively peeling away her memories. This surprised Gengo greatly. He knew all too well the value of memories. If he hadn't found his records in the Earth Library before, given his frequency of amnesia, he probably wouldn't have been able to maintain his network of relationships and continue living as usual in Fuuto.

I have a feeling that I've run into another troublesome situation.

Gengo tapped his forehead, sighed helplessly, and then turned to return to the agency to serve Hua a cup of tea according to the apprenticeship custom of Fuuto. But just as he opened the portal, a strong gust of wind blew out of the door, almost causing Gengo to lose his footing.

At the same time, Gensou could also vaguely sense that the wind was not the influence of 'Ccylone', but rather a resistance from the planet itself. This howling Gaia wind seemed to be cleaning away some unseen 'impurity' from his body, preventing it from entering his world.

Is there something wrong with this world after all?

After waiting a moment, although the wind was still blowing, Gengo had regained his footing and was no longer affected by the wind. He figured he had been 'cleaned up'. But before entering the office, Gengo suddenly realized something. He looked at his left hand. To return to Fuuto, he would undoubtedly have to remove the 'blankness'. In that case, the feathers that had been stabilized would have to be thrown out. Without the maintenance of the 'blankness', those few feathers that were already unstable might continue to decompose.

That won't do.

After trying it out and finding that his guess was correct, Yuanxiang immediately stopped and pondered a solution. Regardless of whether the girl named 'Hua' was still alive, these memories were the marks of her existence. Since he had stumbled upon them, he had to find a way to preserve them for her.

Hmm... how about trying the memory?

Gengo took out a blank Gaia Memory from his pocket and tried to store the feather inside. However, the compatibility between these two completely different power systems was not high. Helpless, Gengo had to use the 'assimilation' technique he had practiced in the dream world on the feather. In this way, the memory in the feather was successfully converted into data and stored in the blank Gaia Memory. The memory then turned fiery red, and a white 'H' character with a hint of red appeared on the memory.

With that, Gensou could return to the office with peace of mind. However, instead of preparing tea or anything like that, he picked up a pen and paper and carefully recorded his feelings and insights from the process of transforming the feathers. He hoped that when he met 'Hua' in the future, he could transform the data back into feathers and return them to her.

.......

"Master Hua, thank you for your guidance."

A moment later, Yuanxiang, having prepared fruit platters and tea, returned to the Taoist temple. He placed the food on the table, bowed slightly to the chair Hua had sat in, poured the tea on the ground, straightened up, and bowed again to complete the ritual. Afterward, he rolled up his sleeves, took cleaning tools, and tried to clean the temple as thoroughly as possible. By the time Yuanxiang finished, it was already dark. Sitting at the entrance of the temple, looking at the seemingly unchanged night sky, Yuanxiang suddenly felt a sense of temporal displacement. He subconsciously turned his head to look beside him, but the familiar figure was not there.

Since we're already here, let's keep searching. Let's preserve as much of Master Hua's memories as possible for her.

Gensou patted his cheeks, stood up, and, holding 'Cyclone', with the help of the emerald wind, the boy wandered through the mountains at night, searching for the lost feather. This time, after learning that it was a memory that the girl had personally experienced, Gensou did not try to pry into the memory. After finding the feather, he directly 'assimilated' it and stored it in the blank Gaia Memory. Even if he encountered a sealed feather, this process would not change.

Furthermore, before Da Dao Keji left Fengdu, he left himself a small box of blank memory modules so that he could use them when necessary. So there should be no need to worry about running out, after all, this is a device that can store Earth's memories.

As it turned out, not many were needed. Gensou had four memory modules on him, but after a whole night, not a single one was full. However, this did not mean that there were few feathers. On the contrary, Gensou felt that he had found at least nearly a hundred feathers. He was like a treasure-hunting mouse, not missing a single village or detail in this land, so he should have searched every place without missing anything.

But.....

Yuanxiang stood on the small hillside, looking at the majestic mountain range, and couldn't help but sigh, muttering to himself:

"This is really a huge project. I'm hungry, let's find a place to eat first."

The boy pressed 'Cyclone' and took to the air, searching for any cooked food nearby. After he took to the air, he suddenly noticed that there was a rather large statue in the blind spot of his vision. It was clear that the statue, like the Taoist temple, had not been maintained for a long time, but even under the wind and rain, the shape of 'Hua' could still be seen.

This shouldn't be something she created for herself.

After spending more than half a year together, Yuanxiang knew that the girl was a free spirit and would never do such a thing. Even if she was bored out of her mind, the most boring thing she had ever done was to squat next to the Taoist temple and watch ants move their nests. At least that's what Yuanxiang saw.

Does this mean someone lives nearby and left this thing for Hua?

With this in mind, Genji continued to ascend, using his superior senses in Kamen Rider form to search for signs of human presence. Before long, he found a village and flew down to find some food and see if there were any clues related to 'Hua'.

"Oh my, we actually have customers here! Young man, who are you looking for?"

Although the people here speak the Chinese language, Yuanxiang has also learned it, and it is no different from the language he speaks, so there is no problem communicating.

"I'm a lost tourist who was drawn here by that statue. Sir, could you tell me the story of that place, and then..."

Yuanxiang scratched the back of his head sheepishly and said:

"Give me some food, anything will do, I can work hard to repay you."

"Young man, what are you saying? It's just a few bites of food, why would we ask you for money? Come, come, sit down, let me get you something hot. Hey, young man, you've come at the right time, I just opened a bottle of Erguotou, a whole glass... Ouch, honey, you're really going for it!"

The old woman, holding a rolling pin, glared at the old man and complained:

"Drink, drink, drink! All you ever do is drink! That kid is obviously not even an adult yet. Teacher Cheng said that kids who drink won't grow tall. You're just going to listen to that, aren't you? When your grandson comes back, don't let me hear you say such nonsense."

The mother-in-law, with her imposing manner, managed to corner the old man, leaving him slinking into the kitchen. Seeing her victory, she smiled kindly at Yuanxiang, took his hand, and her wrinkles crinkled together in a smile.

"What a handsome young man! He'll definitely have lots of girls chasing after him in the future. Do you want to hear the story of that statue? Come, let Grandma tell you the story slowly."

"Okay, thank you, Mother-in-law."

"No need to thank me, no need to thank me. That statue is of an immortal, the Crimson Kite Immortal who protects the Divine Land. In the past, there were demons and monsters everywhere. Thanks to the Crimson Kite Immortal, our Taixu Mountain has always been peaceful and stable. Everyone erected that statue to thank the Crimson Kite Immortal. Young man, don't disbelieve me. Let me tell you, there is a Taoist temple where the immortal once lived in this mountain."

I believe that; I just came from there.

Yuanxiang accepted the fried rice the old man had made, expressing his heartfelt gratitude, and then continued to listen to the old woman and the old man recounting the legend of the Red Iris Immortal.

"Young man, you don't know the Crimson Kite Immortal? He wears the Sword of Dividing Scenery at his waist, the Taihua Bun on his head, the Crown of Taizhen Chenying, and the Black Jade Phoenix-patterned Shoes..."

No, no, no, Hua only has a few outfits, they're very simple, and they're all the same style. Sometimes if there's a hole in her clothes, she won't change them and will mend them herself with a needle.

"Legend has it that one year, the cold wind was biting, and frost and snow covered the mountains and forests. Some people worried that the immortals in the mountains were not getting enough to eat or sleep, and wanted to send them some food and drink. But then they thought, the immortals must be feeding on the dew of a hundred flowers, and they certainly wouldn't want our earthly offerings..."

Yeah, right! She eats nothing but steamed buns every day. Even if you gave her a big cabbage, she'd probably be happy.

Yuanxiang smiled and went along with the old man and woman who were getting more and more carried away with their conversation, but in his heart he was cursing them. If these people knew that their fairy was a girl like 'Hua', he wondered if they would feel like their dream had been shattered.

"Ha... It's been a long time since I've had such a pleasant conversation with someone."

After finishing two bowls of rice and drinking nearly ten bowls of water, the old man and woman finally ended their conversation with satisfaction. Looking at the empty thermos, they smiled sheepishly and said:

"Sorry, young man, few people come to our village, and the children don't really like listening to these kinds of things, so I just couldn't stop talking all of a sudden, hahaha."

"It's alright, I enjoyed listening to it too. At least I know that the Crimson Kite Immortal has indeed done a lot of good deeds for everyone."

Yuanxiang smiled and put down his bowl. He calmly turned to look at the statue and said that in his unknown memories, the girl's footsteps should not have stopped in this Taixu Mountain. Although she lost those memories, someone remembered the efforts she had made.

Thinking of this, Yuanxiang smiled knowingly and turned his gaze back, intending to ask the old man and woman if they had a photo of the statue when it was intact, as he wanted to restore it. However, after turning his head back, Yuanxiang's expression changed, and he hurriedly waved his hands, protecting the bowl, and said:

"No, no, no, sir, I'm really not thirsty, really, really, please don't be so polite."

.......

A moment later, Yuanxiang left the village. The old man did indeed have a photo of the statue when it was intact. He took a picture of it with his phone for reference. The boy looked at the statue opposite him and said softly: